The little beggar shook his head hurriedly.
"Sister, I...I don't dare to climb high..."
"Silly boy."
Luo Lan raised his hand, smoothed his messy hair, and smiled again:
"You helped us find An An this time. You are the great benefactor of our family. How can we call this Gao Pan? It is my sister who represents our family and invites you to our home. You will leave when you find your parents, okay? ?”
The little beggar looked at Luo Lan with bright eyes. He bit his lip tightly and looked at her as if he didn't understand.
"Sister, you said you want me to go to your home? Prince Yu's Mansion?"
"yes!"
Luo Lan took his hand and introduced to An An:
"An An is the second young lady of Prince Yu's Mansion. You said you are about seven years old. You should be the same age as An An. An An will definitely bully you and ask you to call her second sister. There is an older brother and younger brother at home..."
"elder sister……"
The little beggar suddenly held Luo Lan's hand tightly and stopped walking forward.
Luo Lan stopped, looked at him sideways, and asked in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
"Sister, when I go back to Prince Yu's Mansion with you, just let me be a bookboy or do some odd jobs. As long as you give me food to eat and don't have to beg on the street, I will be satisfied. How can I expect to be called Prince Yu's Mansion?" The young master and the young ladies are brothers and sisters?"
Luo Lan was stunned for a moment by the little beggar's words. This child was young but considered things very thoughtfully, which surprised her.
She held his hand again and walked forward, coming to Leng Yu's side. She joked:
"Ms. sir, this kid is going to work in Prince Yu's Mansion. Do you want to use him?"
Leng Yu pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously.
"There are dozens of servants in Prince Yu's palace, and there is no shortage of handymen. He is so young, I am afraid that he cannot carry it on his shoulders, his hands, or use it."
Leng Yu's words made the little beggar hang his head in disappointment. He had known that he was a little beggar. How could the majestic Prince Yu of the Ning Kingdom let a little beggar like himself go to Prince Yu's Mansion?
Just when he was about to bid farewell to Luo Lan in disappointment, Leng Yu changed his tone and said with a meaningful smile:
"He has no name or status. It is really inappropriate to stay in our Prince Yu's Mansion. Why not... let him be our godson?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Lan patted him on the shoulder eagerly.
"Silly boy, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and kneel down and recognize your father!"
The little beggar didn't react. He stood there blankly. He felt that he must have heard wrong. He was just a homeless little beggar. Why did Prince Yu recognize him as his godson?
He looked at Leng Yu with disbelief, then looked at Luo Lan.
"Sister, is it true?"
Leng Yu raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
"You still call me sister? You should call me godmother."
Only then did the little beggar realize that this was not a dream. He hurriedly took two steps back, knelt on his knees, clasped his fists in his hands, looked at Leng Yu, and said seriously:
"My godfather and godmother are here. Please bow to the little beggar. The little beggar thanks my godfather and godmother for taking me in."
"Hey, you have become my godson, how can you still call me little beggar? Dad, please give you a name!"
"Thank you godfather..."
The little beggar looked at Leng Yu with expectant eyes. He couldn't remember what happened before. He only remembered that he was thrown into the streets of Yancheng. From then on, others called him a little beggar. He also dreamed of having his own name.
Leng Yu looked at Luo Lan, pondered for a while, and said in a warm jade-like voice:
"Madam, why not call him Yicheng? The earth is far away and the heart is hard to reach, and the sky is high to slander Yicheng. I hope he can find his parents soon and get his wish."
Yi Cheng?
Luo Lan pondered for a while, then nodded with a cheerful smile.
"Okay, Yicheng, good luck with this name. Cheng'er, your godfather and I both hope you find your parents as soon as possible."
"Uh huh..."
Just when Luo Lan and Leng Yu were happy to give the little beggar a suitable name, he suddenly raised his sleeves and started to cry while wiping his tears.
An An, who was standing aside, pursed her lips and asked suspiciously:
"Why are you crying? Do you not like this name, or do you think it is a bad name?"
The little beggar shook his head vigorously.
"No, others have always called me little beggar. Suddenly I have my own name. I am happy..."
"Hahaha……"
Hearing this, Leng Yu and Luo Lan laughed together. An An put his hands on his hips and couldn't help but rolled his eyes and blamed:
"Why are you crying when you are happy? You are no longer a little beggar, you are a member of Prince Yu's Palace. Mother said that people in Prince Yu's Palace cannot cry. No matter what happens, you must calmly solve it."
An An's words moved Luo Lan a little. She knew that An An must have suffered a lot during this period. She was thankful that she was not frightened.
At this time, after learning the news that An An was found, Leng Xi was the first to rush here with his people.
The moment she saw him dismount, An An's heart beat wildly and her face suddenly darkened.
Her young heart could not tolerate hatred, but she remembered Leng Xi's hatred for her.
Leng Xi came to them, looked at her, and asked with concern:
"An An, you are finally back. Your father and mother are very anxious. By the way, I heard that you have lost your memory. Do you still remember your fifth uncle?"
It seemed that Leng Xi came to test her on purpose.
An An looked at Leng Xi's face that made her extremely disgusted, and the scene of him giving himself to the Fan family and his wife and her being imprisoned in Yuhongyuan emerged in her mind.
She wanted to slap him bitterly and ask him why he did this?
But she endured it. She knew that if she told what Leng Xi had done to her now, her father and mother would definitely fall out with him. Leng Xi's power in the capital should not be underestimated. Once the two sides fall out, it will cause a stir. It was an unprovoked war, and she didn't want her father and mother to waste too much energy on her behalf.
So, she opened her eyes wide and nodded,
"I recognize it. I recognize your eyes and I am familiar with your voice. Aren't you just..."
When she said this, Leng Xi's face suddenly sank.
Just as he expected, the little girl recognized him through his eyes and his voice.
Just when he was thinking about how to explain this matter, An An continued:
"Aren't you my fifth uncle? After I entered Yuhongyuan, I was beaten up. It may have hit my brain, so my memory was restored."
The reasons she made up at random made Leng Xi finally let out a long sigh of relief.
As long as this girl doesn't recognize him, he can rest assured, otherwise, the war between him and Leng Yu seems to be about to break out because of this little girl.
Leng Xi wanted to touch An An's head with a smile on his face, but An An avoided it in disgust. She used to think Uncle Wu was very kind, but ever since this incident happened, she felt that Uncle Wu was a complete devil.
Seeing Leng Xi's hand awkwardly suspended in mid-air, Leng Yu hurriedly took two steps forward to rescue him.
"An'an, this time your fifth uncle brought someone to Yancheng to look for you. He was also very anxious when you lost him. When I see your fifth uncle in the future, I have to be polite and courteous. Do you understand?"
He's looking for her?
An An's little mouth secretly pursed, thinking in her mind, he wanted to kill someone and silence him!
